Hi guys, it’s Sonya today. Abby is launching an assault on the department of transportation, so be sure to watch for her on the news. In the meantime, check out wackadoo Lily Allen and her trap running on autopilot again. Seems that (shocker) she doesn’t like the media attention surrounding her love life. Now Magazine dishes,

‘I’ve had a couple of times when I’ve got to know someone over a few weeks and we’ve had a really great time here, just watching TV and shagging,’ she says.

‘And then I get paranoid because I get like, “I don’t want to leave the house with you, because I don’t want us to be photographed together and for us to suddenly have to justify our relationship, when we don’t know what it is yet.”’

Lily, 23, also worries boyfriends might sell their stories.

‘If I meet someone who’s not part of the showbiz industry, I think, “Should I sleep with this person?”‘ she tells Observer Music Monthly. ‘Are they going to walk out of here and be straight on their phone?”

‘Or you feel, “Oh – it’s gone naff,” because they’re secretly enjoying having their photo taken.

‘I guess that’s why people go out with famous people, but there aren’t any that I really fancy.’

Okay, I have no idea what “naff” is supposed to mean. But I suppose if you happen to look like a second-trimester fetus you might have an innate fear of someone coming in your cozy little world and vacuuming you into a sink.  Makes sense, really.

Arriving at LAX for a flight to Japan, looking bedraggled. Yes, this is before the flight.